Constantine's Dream
In Arezzo I dreamed a dream
Of Saint Francis who kneeled and prayed
For the birds and the beasts and all humankind
All through the night I felt drawn in by him
And I heard him call
Like a distant hymn
I retreated from the silence of my room
Stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn
And entered the basilica that bore his name
Seeing his effigy I bowed my head
And my racing heart I gave to him
I kneeled and prayed
And the sleep that I could not find in the night
I found through him
I saw before me the world of his world
The bright field,the birds in abundance
All of nature of which he sang
Singing of him
All the beauty that surrounded him as he walked
His nature that was nature itself
And I heard him-I heard him speak
And the birds sang sweetly
And the wolves licked his feet
But I could not give myself to him
I felt another call from basilica itself
Tha call of art-the call of man
And the beauty of material drew me away
And I awoke,and beheld upon the wall
The dream of Constantine
The handiwork of Piero della Francesca
Who had stood where I stood
With his brush stroked The Legend of the True Cross
He envisioned Constantine advancing to greet the enemy
But as he was passing the river
An unaccustomed fear gripped his bowels
An anticipation so overwhelming that it manifested in waves
All through the night a dream drew toward him
As an advancing Crusade
He slept in his tent on the battlefield
While his men stood guard
And an angel awoke him
Constantine within his dream awoke
And his men saw a light pass over the face of the king
The troubled King
And the angel came and showed to him
The sign of the true cross in heaven
And upon it was written
(In this sign shall thou conquer)
In the distance the tents of his army were lit by moonlight
But another king of radiance lit the face of Constantine
And in the morning light
The artist,seeing his work was done
Saw that it was good
(In this sign shall thou conquer)
He let his brush drop and passed into a sleep of his own
And he dreamed of Constantine carrying into battle in his right hand
An immaculate,undefiled single white Cross
Piero della Francesca,as his bursh stroked the wall
Was filled with a torpor
And fell into a dream of his own
From the geometry of his heart he mapped it out
He saw the King rise,fitted with armor
Set upon a white horse
An immaculate cross in his right hand
He advanced toward the enemy
And the symmetry,the perfection of his mathematics
Caused the scattering of the enemy
Agitated,broken,they fled
And Piero della Francesca waking,cried out
All is art-all is future!
Oh lord let me die on the back of advanture
With a brush and an eye full of light
But as he advanced in age
The light was shorn from his eyes
And blinded,he laid upon his bed
On an October moring 1492,and whispered
Oh lord let me die on the back of adventure
Oh lord let me die on the back of adventure
And a world away-a world away
On three great ships
Adventure itself as if to answer
Pulling into the New World
And as far as his eyes could see
No longer blind
All of nature unspoiled-beautiful-beautiful
In such a manner that would have lifted the heart of St.Francis
Into the realm of universal love
Columbus set foot on the new world
he witnessed beauty unspoiled
all of the delights given by god
as if in Eden itself
as if Eden had opened up her heart to him
and opened her dress
and all of her fruit, gave to him
and Columbus so overwhelmed
fell into a sleep of his own
all the world in his sleep
all of the beauty
all of the beauty entwined with the future
the 21st century
advancing like the angel
advancing like the angel
that had come to Constantine
Constantine and history
oh this is your cross to bear
oh lord
oh lord let me deliver
hallowed adventure to all mankind
in the future
oh art, cried the painter
oh art, oh art, cried the angel
art the great material gift of man
art that hath denied the hungered pleas of st Francis
oh thou artist
all shall crumble in the dust
oh thou navigator
the terrible end of man
this is your gift to mankind
this is your cross to bear
then Columbus saw all of nature aflame
the apocalyptic night
and the dream of the troubled king
dissolved
into light
Constantine's DreamLRC歌词
[00:02.25]In Arezzo I dreamed a dream
[00:28.43]Of Saint Francis who kneeled and prayed
[00:35.15]For the birds and the beasts and all humankind
[00:51.94]All through the night I felt drawn in by him
[01:00.63]And I heard him call
[01:04.83]Like a distant hymn
[01:12.67]I retreated from the silence of my room
[01:16.45]Stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn
[01:21.86]And entered the basilica that bore his name
[01:26.27]Seeing his effigy I bowed my head
[01:31.46]And my racing heart I gave to him
[01:38.85]I kneeled and prayed
[01:46.55]And the sleep that I could not find in the night
[01:51.51]I found through him
[01:58.23]I saw before me the world of his world
[02:02.88]The bright field,the birds in abundance
[02:08.39]All of nature of which he sang
[02:12.28]Singing of him
[02:15.77]All the beauty that surrounded him as he walked
[02:20.22]His nature that was nature itself
[02:24.67]And I heard him-I heard him speak
[02:29.07]And the birds sang sweetly
[02:32.06]And the wolves licked his feet
[02:36.35]But I could not give myself to him
[02:40.29]I felt another call from basilica itself
[02:45.40]Tha call of art-the call of man
[02:48.79]And the beauty of material drew me away
[02:52.68]And I awoke,and beheld upon the wall
[02:56.52]The dream of Constantine
[03:01.98]The handiwork of Piero della Francesca
[03:07.50]Who had stood where I stood
[03:10.89]With his brush stroked The Legend of the True Cross
[03:19.17]He envisioned Constantine advancing to greet the enemy
[03:25.59]But as he was passing the river
[03:28.31]An unaccustomed fear gripped his bowels
[03:31.65]An anticipation so overwhelming that it manifested in waves
[03:47.73]All through the night a dream drew toward him
[03:52.18]As an advancing Crusade
[03:55.01]He slept in his tent on the battlefield
[03:58.60]While his men stood guard
[04:01.39]And an angel awoke him
[04:04.32]Constantine within his dream awoke
[04:10.18]And his men saw a light pass over the face of the king
[04:15.13]The troubled King
[04:18.01]And the angel came and showed to him
[04:20.75]The sign of the true cross in heaven
[04:25.80]And upon it was written
[04:29.04](In this sign shall thou conquer)
[04:32.87]In the distance the tents of his army were lit by moonlight
[04:38.49]But another king of radiance lit the face of Constantine
[04:44.26]And in the morning light
[04:46.63]The artist,seeing his work was done
[04:51.34]Saw that it was good
[05:03.16](In this sign shall thou conquer)
[05:08.42]He let his brush drop and passed into a sleep of his own
[05:16.15]And he dreamed of Constantine carrying into battle in his right hand
[05:21.46]An immaculate,undefiled single white Cross
[05:27.53]Piero della Francesca,as his bursh stroked the wall
[05:33.18]Was filled with a torpor
[05:38.74]And fell into a dream of his own
[05:44.86]From the geometry of his heart he mapped it out
[05:49.72]He saw the King rise,fitted with armor
[05:54.46]Set upon a white horse
[05:57.35]An immaculate cross in his right hand
[06:00.48]He advanced toward the enemy
[06:03.48]And the symmetry,the perfection of his mathematics
[06:07.31]Caused the scattering of the enemy
[06:09.95]Agitated,broken,they fled
[06:14.04]And Piero della Francesca waking,cried out
[06:20.76]All is art-all is future!
[06:26.38]Oh lord let me die on the back of advanture
[06:30.58]With a brush and an eye full of light
[06:36.14]But as he advanced in age
[06:39.58]The light was shorn from his eyes
[06:43.47]And blinded,he laid upon his bed
[06:46.91]On an October moring 1492,and whispered
[06:54.04]Oh lord let me die on the back of adventure
[07:03.44]Oh lord let me die on the back of adventure
[07:12.75]And a world away-a world away
[07:19.17]On three great ships
[07:21.44]Adventure itself as if to answer
[07:23.66]Pulling into the New World
[07:28.17]And as far as his eyes could see
[07:30.96]No longer blind
[07:36.41]All of nature unspoiled-beautiful-beautiful
[07:40.91]In such a manner that would have lifted the heart of St.Francis
[07:48.99]Into the realm of universal love
[07:55.17]Columbus set foot on the new world
[08:01.29]he witnessed beauty unspoiled
[08:06.35]all of the delights given by god
[08:09.98]as if in Eden itself
[08:13.02]as if Eden had opened up her heart to him
[08:17.00]and opened her dress
[08:20.14]and all of her fruit, gave to him
[08:27.52]and Columbus so overwhelmed
[08:30.96]fell into a sleep of his own
[08:34.55]all the world in his sleep
[08:40.15]all of the beauty
[08:43.39]all of the beauty entwined with the future
[08:47.13]the 21st century
[08:49.56]advancing like the angel
[08:51.64]advancing like the angel
[08:54.01]that had come to Constantine
[08:56.74]Constantine and history
[08:58.46]oh this is your cross to bear
[09:01.79]oh lord
[09:02.85]oh lord let me deliver
[09:07.70]hallowed adventure to all mankind
[09:11.45]in the future
[09:13.82]oh art, cried the painter
[09:15.04]oh art, oh art, cried the angel
[09:18.67]art the great material gift of man
[09:21.60]art that hath denied the hungered pleas of st Francis
[09:25.71]oh thou artist
[09:28.33]all shall crumble in the dust
[09:30.86]oh thou navigator
[09:33.03]the terrible end of man
[09:35.01]this is your gift to mankind
[09:38.55]this is your cross to bear
[09:40.93]then Columbus saw all of nature aflame
[09:43.56]the apocalyptic night
[09:46.08]and the dream of the troubled king
[09:50.12]dissolved
[09:51.89]into light
